192: Chapter 192 Yu Weihu: Are you scared?

A trace of a cruel smile appeared on Yu Weihu's originally calm face, accompanied by an expression of excitement.

"Then don't blame this old man for being impolite."

He stood where he was, his clothes fluttering without any wind.

A few seconds felt like a year to the crowd.

The moment a person behind Zhao Hong swallowed their saliva.

Yu Weihu instantly appeared in front of him.

"Are you... afraid?"

"What?"

Before this person could say anything else, his throat was crushed by Yu Weihu.

"He attacked first."

"Attack him!"

After a brief few seconds of being stunned, the crowd reacted instantly.

They frantically charged at Yu Weihu to kill him.

Since this man was not holding back.

Then there was no need for them to save face either.

Anyway, once they captured the successor, they would immediately leave the North Continent.

Even if the Da Gan Dynasty was powerful, they couldn't blatantly go to other continents to capture people, right?

Thinking of this, their attacks became even more fierce.

However, Yu Weihu stood among the crowd without any panic.

He formed a hand seal with one hand.

Eight tigers formed from Spiritual Qi suddenly appeared around him.

They pounced directly at the crowd.

Seeing this scene, looks of surprise appeared on the faces of the thousands of people around.

"This must be the legendary Eight Tigers!"

"Yu Weihu, named 'Fearful Tiger', but in reality, he controls tigers."

"Back then, he entered the Shanhai Secret Realm with thirty thousand people. Only he came out alone. He became famous throughout the North Continent."

"After so many years, he seems to have become even stronger."

Many people recalled Yu Weihu's past battle record.

Their hearts grew more and more fearful.

Those who had not opposed Yu Weihu felt a bit fortunate.

Fortunately, they did not try to take advantage of the situation.

Seeing that Yu Weihu had not been summoned to the capital to become a toothless tiger.

Instead, he had been biding his time.

He had become an even stronger existence.

This man had always been hiding his true strength.

Chen Xian, inside the carriage, naturally saw this scene as well.

"See, I told you his strength was definitely more than that."

"And there's Zhao Hong, he is also a Mahayana Stage Cultivator."

Moon Demon said seriously: "It's not over yet!"

However, just as he finished speaking.

Yu Weihu had already punched Zhao Hong in the heart.

Pfft!

Before Zhao Hong could react, his heart had already exploded.

This scene made everyone present gasp.

"The Mahayana Stage Zhao Hong was killed in seconds just like that?"

"He didn't even manage to draw his sword!"

"Is this the strength of Yu Weihu of the North Continent?"

In less than half an hour.

The hundred or so experts in front were wiped out completely.

Yu Weihu sat on the carriage, looking at the city-guarding Cultivators in front.

"Now, can we leave?"

The two people no longer looked like they did before; instead, they forced themselves to suppress the urge to collapse from weak legs and opened the city gates and the barrier.

Yu Weihu sat in the carriage.

The two carriages slowly drove off into the distance.

The crowd watched this scene with complex expressions.

Although they all had an inkling in their hearts and knew who was in the carriage.

However, no one dared to say anything more.

After all, the corpses all over the ground.

Were enough to show just what kind of strength Yu Weihu possessed!

Meanwhile.

Inside the capital.

Inside the imperial palace.

Li Zhen stood in front of that Saint's Apostle and asked with some excitement: "Can't you investigate for me whether the Fearless Sword Saint is still alive?"

The Saint's Apostle said expressionlessly: "What do you think I am?"

"The Thirty-Third Heaven is where the Saints reside, but it is not a place where all Saints meditate."

"Only the strongest thirty-three are qualified to enjoy meditation in the Thirty-Third Heaven. Do you think I can unscrupulously find out the identity of the Fearless Sword Saint inside?"

The already arrogant Saint's Apostle was slightly shaken for the first time.

And he was shaken by his own actions.

After all, in front of the Saints, he was nothing.

He was merely a spokesperson for the Saints in this world.

But the words this guy said made the Saint's Apostle feel a sense of annoyance.

What did he think the Thirty-Third Heaven was!

Even if it were a place where the Heavenly Dao blocked the Saints, it was definitely not a place where people like them could run wild.

Li Zhen also gradually regained his composure at this moment.

He asked, somewhat unwilling to give up: "Then, my lord, is there really no way for you to know the whereabouts of the Fearless Sword Saint?"

The Saint's Apostle's expression was ugly.

Although he didn't want to answer Li Zhen, thinking that this man was still useful after all.

He had to sigh.

He said coldly: "The Fearless Sword Saint once fought alone against the Thirty-Third Heaven and defeated twenty Saints in one go!"

"If he just wanted to stay in the Thirty-Third Heaven back then, he didn't need to do that."

"That incident had a huge impact back then and almost became a taboo among the Saints in the Thirty-Third Heaven, so I don't know if he is dead or alive!"

The expression on Li Zhen's face was dark and unclear.

The problem was precisely in not being clear about this matter.

Whether the Fearless Sword Saint was dead or alive—if he knew, he would know what attitude to have toward Chen Xian in the future.

Otherwise, Chen Xian would always be a thorn in his throat.

Not knowing how to pull it out, nor knowing when to pull it out.

"I asked you to find the descendant of the Divine Phoenix Clan, have you found her?"

The Saint's Apostle looked at Li Zhen and asked seriously.

"I have already found some clues; the descendant of the Divine Phoenix Clan is likely in the area of Jubei City!"

"Then why don't you hurry over there!"

"How dare you neglect matters concerning the Saints?"

Li Zhen hesitated and said: "It is not that I am neglecting it!"

"It is truly because I cannot easily go to Jubei City!"

"Why?"

"Is that some strange place?"

The Saint's Apostle was usually the spokesperson for the Saints and also almost never interfered in worldly affairs. To be precise, he did not want to be lumped together with these inferior people.

As long as there was any situation.

He only needed to contact the quasi-Saints.

Therefore, Jubei City was a place he did not understand.

He noticed the solemn expression on Li Zhen's face and couldn't help but sneer.

"What could make even you, a quasi-Saint, hesitate?"

"Could it be that there is something shameful there?"

Li Zhen's expression was solemn.

"Yes! To be precise, there is a person there whom I fear very much!"

"Oh? In the entire North Continent, there is still someone who can make you fearful?"

Li Zhen said coldly: "He is dead, but I feel that he is not dead..."

The Saint's Apostle, seeing Li Zhen like this, couldn't help but laugh.

"I really didn't expect that there is actually someone who could make you afraid to this extent, even after death, you are still wary of him?"

"Since that's the case, I will go with you to find out the truth."

Hearing the Saint's Apostle say this, Li Zhen quickly said: "No need, I can handle it!"

"The young girl of the Divine Phoenix Clan, in three days, I will definitely bring her corpse before you!"

"Since that is the case, I will wait for your good news."

The Saint's Apostle did not insist further.

Instead, he hid in the darkness and disappeared!